Imperial Overlord

Inside the door of the Prime Minister's Office, Li Le looked at Bowman who walked in and said, "Starting today, let the chef prepare meat, fish and other food for me."

His calm request made Bowman stunned for a moment. The head of state is a non-smoking vegetarian, why did he suddenly ask to eat meat?

Li Le also knew that he suddenly requested such a request, and he must explain the reason. He looked at Bowman and said, "Want to know why? Then I'll tell you why."

The Führer stood up and said with a serious face: "Sheep cannot bring victory to Germany. I was too weak before! This has caused our pilots to suffer losses, and this makes me feel pain!"

While speaking, Li Le walked to Bowman's side. He stretched out his hand and put it on Bowman's shoulder and said, "In order to make myself remember this sad day, I will start eating meat, like a wolf eating meat, until the day we win the war!"

"My Führer... You don't have to blame yourself so much... The previous failure was entirely caused by the Air Force's own opinion." Bowman said in shock when he heard the Führer say this.

He looked at the head of state in front of him, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and persuaded: "It's really unnecessary for you to punish yourself like this."

"I found such a lame reason to prepare meat for me because I wanted to eat meat openly and honestly!" Li Le shouted loudly in his heart.

But he couldn't say that, so he could only continue to look distressed: "Bauman! Go get ready! I must always remind myself of today's mistakes, so as not to be carried away by victory in the future."

"My Führer... You are really the most self-disciplined leader and the greatest leader in the world!" Bowman was moved and choked up, feeling that the Führer was really too strict with himself.

Li Le was full of disapproval, he just wanted to find a chance to eat meat openly. Not just meat, but fish, lobster, snails, and good steak!

"Let's make arrangements! The next meal will start..." Li Le didn't care whether Bowman was moved or not, he only cared about whether he could have a delicious meat meal next time.

So he waved his hand and motioned for Bowman to prepare in advance. Then, the moment Bowman closed the office door, Li Le excitedly tapped his fingers and put on a smug expression on his face.

Taking advantage of this matter to improve his meals, Li Le felt a little sorry, but he was really fed up with the life of an ascetic. He could quit smoking, but he had to eat meat.

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"It's really unfortunate, just from the **** of the UK, there is a meeting..." The pilot of the wingman reluctantly found a chair and sat down, watching the pilots who kept pouring in at the door.

Not only pilots who participated in the last air battle, but other pilots who were on leave. They have been ordered that all must attend this meeting.

"Sit well, don't think that if you shoot down an enemy plane, you are invincible. There are many people here who have a better record than you." Rudolphle glanced at his wingman pilot and reminded aloud.

The pilot of the wingman heard his senior scolding him, so he could only shut his mouth depressed and looked at the officer over there who was preparing for a meeting.

Soon, the pilots of the other squadrons, as well as some of the newly added pilots, had all found their places, and the whole room was buzzing with discussion.

"Cough! Gentlemen! We are going to have a meeting next! Please keep the silence in the venue!" An officer from the intelligence department said with a smile.

Beside him, the officer from the flight wing sat solemnly, not knowing what he was thinking.

You know, not long ago, his fighter wing lost a full 10 fighters, and the pilots on the fighters.

It was only one dispatch, and he had already taken one-tenth of his troops, and he almost dropped his beloved pen because of the pain.

I heard that Garland was not feeling well, and the loss of 12 planes made Garland depressed for a long time. Supplementary novice pilots are obviously not as popular as those experienced and elite pilots.

However, compared to the bomber force, the loss of the fighter force was tolerable. After all, in the previous battle, there was a day when more than a dozen aircraft were lost.

Moreover, this time the bomber unit lost more than 40 JU-88 bombers, and I heard that the capital of Lian Yuan had already asked about it.

"During yesterday's attack mission, pilots from each unit responded, claiming that they had seen another enemy fighter jet..." Seeing that the venue gradually quieted down, the intelligence officer said with a smile.

He posted a huge drawing of a three-view fighter jet on the wall. Seeing this drawing, Rudolphle's pupils suddenly widened.

This was the enemy fighter jet he saw over the UK yesterday, the air intakes that looked a little exaggerated, still lingering in his mind.

On the drawing in front of me, not only the size of the aircraft but also the local details are marked in detail, and even the texture of the skin is drawn.

The details on the drawings were accurate or inaccurate, Rudolphler could not tell. But being able to introduce the enemy's aircraft in such detail is definitely not a random fabrication.

"The P-40 fighter that the United States aided to the British is the P-40D fighter, nicknamed 'Kitty Hawk' by the U.S. military," the German intelligence officer said triumphantly.

As an officer of the "shadow" intelligence service directly under the head of state, he is qualified to be proud. Because of the new weapons that the enemy put into the battlefield yesterday, the Shadow Intelligence Department has already received the most detailed introduction today.

More than just a three-view of the plane, he also had an accurate P-40 performance report in his hand. Things like maximum flight speed, engine type, amount of ammunition carried, minimum turning radius, and detailed flight performance envelopes…

The last time he had access to such a detailed performance report was when he popularized the performance of the British Spitfire to pilots.

At this moment, he was pointing at the flight performance envelope on the blackboard with a pointer, explaining in detail how to deal with this American aircraft.

In his heart, he has already begun to pray for the British Air Force, because the British Air Force immediately fell into a passive state after he explained the Spitfire last time.

"The performance of the P-40 fighter is really not as good as the ME-109E fighter. In fact, you are just being tricked by a sudden opponent." Pointing to the performance envelope of this kind of American aircraft, the intelligence officer introduced the aircraft little by little. the main performance of the aircraft.

In fact, the speed of the P-40 fighter is much slower than that of the ME-109E fighter, the climb and roll are not as good, and there is even a gap in turning.

If it weren't for the Spitfire fighters and the cooperation in the air, the German fighter pilots would not have been entangled for so long.

Another reason that caught German pilots by surprise is that the addition of American pilots and fighter jets has increased the number of British air defense fighters.

In this case, the absolute advantage in numbers prevented the German fighters who were at a disadvantage in the melee yesterday from exerting their greatest advantage.

"In the next air battle, give priority to annihilating the enemy's Spitfire fighter jets and throw away these cumbersome P-40 fighter jets with speed." With the data base, theoretically laying out a combat plan is the commander of the Air Force. things are up.

So the intelligence officers shut their mouths, and the Luftwaffe commander began arranging tactics.

"Use a more determined roll to shake off the opponent, the wingman cuts into a smaller angle, and fires at the opponent. In the selection of weapons, use a larger caliber cannon to avoid entanglement with the enemy!" The commander of the Air Force gave own solution.

According to the Führer's performance requirements for the fighter, the Luftwaffe, whether it is the ME-109E fighter or the FW-190B fighter, has begun to use large-caliber cannons as basic weapons.

In addition to the troops already equipped with the old ME-109E fighters, other newly produced fighters all use 20mm caliber cannons instead of the original 7.92mm machine guns.

This affected the range of the ME-109E fighter to a certain extent, but in exchange for more determined firepower.

The same modification is much simpler on the FW-190B. This Fokker Wolff fighter has a wider space for modification than the ME-109E fighter.

From this point of view, it can also be seen that the ME-109 series of fighters, which unilaterally pursue compactness and exquisite craftsmanship, are indeed inferior to the FW-190 series that accommodate the engine.

Counting the axis guns, the FW-190B fighter easily installed two 20mm caliber cannons and two 13mm caliber machine guns on the upper part of the engine, surpassing any one's own fighter in firepower. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Become the king of firepower in the Luftwaffe.

With this type of large-caliber cannon, the FW-190B fighter becomes more handy when it exerts its high-speed advantage and executes one-hit escape tactics.

(It should be emphasized that the FW-190B fighter here is not a 190 product with a pressurized model in history, but an improved version with enhanced firepower.)

"Next time, the FW-190 fighter will hide in the bomber unit and join the battle as the second echelon." Another officer from the FW-190 fighter unit said.

He came to this meeting entirely because of the need for coordinated operations. Kesselring did not sleep last night and held three meetings, the purpose of which was to enable the Luftwaffe to organize a large-scale counterattack as soon as possible.

For yesterday's defeat, the Luftwaffe all felt that their faces were dull. Everyone was holding a breath, preparing to find the place back in the next battle.

Kesselring believed that if the Führer gave information on the performance of the enemy aircraft, and he still couldn't win the war, why would he be holding the marshal's scepter in his hand?